Tag: Grief
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A dead life
Six months a deadened life since the death of his wife, his wife who kept him sane, her ashes now contained in a metal bronze urn. Tonight again he turns to the whiskey he yearns and the sleep of small death fear not the final breath. Back to the front page
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God or Cosmic Sadist?
“God seems to be absent at our greatest need, because he is absent — non-existent.” Even Christ on the cross said, “Why hast though forsaken me?”
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The dead room
An elderly man lives alone in Upstate New York. An old friend halfway across the world sends him an email, acknowledging the man’s wife’s birthday. His wife died four days before Christmas.
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Your voice
For thirty years you were my support and my strength. I would rely on you in the most mundane of matters. In a grocery store, I would call you on the mobile phone and ask you something stupid like,
Mary Saves the Day 